We have all been told about creatures of the other world. About heaven and hell but what if there was a parallel and that parallel was the world in what we live in. But for some the parallel is the heaven or in fact hell. But for one angel who accidently fell. She would need to choose if it would be her heaven or her hell.
The tail that I am going to tell is about the angel I met. Her name is evie wild.
I met evie when I went out on a walk to clear my head. I hadn't been sleeping well recently so I made a habit of going for a walk around about midnight. But oh this night would change my life for better or for worse depending on the way you look at it. I was walking past Big ben when Bert (my dog) started whinging and whimpering. I then glanced up at the sky and saw a flash of light across the stars I thought that I was a shooting star. But then it was coming closer and closer. It was traveling faster and faster. I was frozen in my tracks dead.
when it landed I could move again it was like I was in a trance I started running towards it even though I wanted to run away from it. Bert then followed slowly behind. When I got to where it had fallen I realised that I was standing at the river Thames at the other side of the bridge I could see smoke and ash flying and amber and crimson flames dancing. I kept walking forward shacking with fear through the cold snow as I get closer the snow that was once there had melted and dried the flames slowly dying.
To reveal what looked to be an angel. Her wings shredded , tattered and burden flecking. Her her was as sliver as the moon and her skin as pale as the snow around her, she had a blue dress that once look beautiful was torn and faded. I went to see if I wasn't dreaming still shaking with fear. I slowly walked up to the angel and touched her hand she was as cold as ice. Her hair slowly started to turn black as well as her wings. She slowly begin to gain conscience as she opened her eyes her wings disappeared. Her eyes were yellow and looked like a cats. I asked what are you. She whispered
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Evie Wild
FantasyA cold winters night in Victorian London a story and a half is going to happen to artist John Gray when he goes for a walk in the moonlight sweeping sky with his dog(Bert). And finds something unique by the river Thames.
